If my guess is correct, and assuming that the little boy was frightened and cried in the main room just now, it was not because of "ghosts", then the first words the child said when he woke up seemed particularly abnormal.
Could it be that the reason why he asked me if I was a ghost was because in his consciousness, he had seen a ghost?
Generally speaking, people who have lost their souls, especially children, basically cannot remember what happened after the soul returns to the physical body. This situation is a bit like a normal person's coma, and there will be a period of time in the memory. There is no way to recall the gap in time except using other people's stories to fill the memory gap during this period.
So I kept my mind secretly but didn't say anything. After all, I should be the most knowledgeable one among everyone present. The only dead person present was Old Man Wang. If the child entered the main room and collided with the dead person, and what happened just now, there is a high possibility.
Seeing that the child was getting better, everyone felt relieved. It's just that I noticed that the third child's expression was still a little dazed. The eldest daughter-in-law said to the third child, why not take the child home to sleep? She must be tired after working for so long. The third child nodded in agreement, but then walked up to me, held my hand and thanked me. I said it's nothing, just a small thing. Because of your trust, the child's time was not wasted. The third child was a little hesitant. She thought for a while and said to me, little brother, can you go to my brother's house with me to talk?
In fact, I generally knew what she wanted to say, because she looked frightened just now, and for such a person who does not believe in ghosts and gods, when I proposed to use Taoism to save the child, she agreed without any hesitation. Most likely he was aware of it. So I looked around. Although the child had been saved, people around him were still discussing the matter. Judging from their eyes, some of the objects of discussion were focused on me. I'm still a little worried in my heart. After all, I promised Aunt Xu to keep a low profile, but after this, I'm afraid I won't be able to hide it anymore. My only worry is that because of my relationship, my uncle and aunt's family will suffer.
I didn't think too much at the moment, so I followed the third child into the eldest son's house. After the eldest daughter-in-law took the child to the bedside, she left the house and continued to help her husband with the affairs in the funeral hall. The third child was left sitting on the edge of the bed, holding his child's hand. The child kept looking at me sideways, and then asked the third child tremblingly, "Mom, is this person really not a ghost?" The third child said, "Don't worry, kid. This big brother is here to help. He is not a ghost. There are no ghosts in this world." After saying this, the third child looked at me and nodded slightly, apologizing for what he said.
From her actions, I can almost tell that although she said this to her children, at this moment, she actually believed it in her heart. After all, the child is still young. After experiencing this incident, I am afraid he will be frightened for a long time, so I try my best to coax the child and get out of the shadow as soon as possible. So I smiled and asked the child, "Little brother, why did you just say that I was a ghost?" Do I look that ugly?
Half of the child's face was hidden under the quilt, and then he told me timidly, because...because I just saw a lot of ghosts, their voices sounded scary, and they didn't look good, and then I cried. The next thing I saw was your face, so I thought you were a ghost too.
I was shocked: I saw so many ghosts? What's happening here?
So I asked the child again, where did you see those ghosts? Don't be afraid, tell your brother, he will help you deal with them. The child said, I was playing in the room where my grandfather was, but I saw that the rooms inside a few doors were dark, but there were some people who seemed to be walking, shaking their heads from side to side. At first I thought it was my uncle and the others, so I went to the door to take a look. But at this moment, an old woman suddenly came to me very quickly. The distance was about the same as when I saw you. She looked Very sad, as if crying. I was shocked at the time, but seeing how pitiful the old woman was, I was about to take her out to ask my uncle for help. At this time, the old woman started grabbing my shoulders and squeezing them hard, and said something loudly that I couldn’t understand. I was in so much pain that I was scared, so I cried. While I was crying, I saw people in the room waddling towards me. They looked terrible, and some of their faces were crooked. There is also a person who has a big mouth, with his chin hanging to his chest when he opens his mouth, and his tongue is very long...
This is so abnormal. If the child didn't lie, what on earth was going on with so many ghosts gathered together? I turned around and looked at the child's clothes hanging on the edge of the bed for sleeping. It was a cotton-padded jacket, because the season was already very cold at that time, and the countryside was colder than the city because of the sparse population. The child said that the crying old woman scratched his shoulder, so I reached out and rolled up the sleeves of the child's underwear, and found that there were bruised finger marks on both shoulders of someone who had been grabbed hard.
When the third child saw this scene, he covered his mouth and couldn't help crying. So I asked the child, what happened next, what do you remember? The child said that when he cried, the ghosts also shouted, and then his mother and uncle came, and then I opened my eyes and saw you.
Then I realized that the child had encountered a ghost while he was awake. When he was rescued by his parents, he had been crying, which meant that at least at that time, he was only frightened, but not frightened. Lost and gained souls. However, when he twitched and fell, it was one of the ghosts that took over his body and squeezed out his soul. Because when I returned the child's soul, based on his breathing and the movement of the smoke, I could detect the ghost in his body leaving. This situation is actually the same as possession, but I What I don't understand is why after the child's body was occupied by a ghost, the state and habits of the ghost itself did not appear, but seemed to be fainting and motionless. And when he opened his eyes again, I was right in front of him, so he confused me with the ghosts he had seen before, and that's why he asked me if I was a ghost.
I originally thought that the child caused all this because he was naughty and bumped into the ghost of the newly deceased. Although this is a child, he is already ten years old after all. It stands to reason that he can tell the difference between the living and the dead, at least he will not go to the extent of messing with his grandfather's coffin. Now it seems that it is not that simple. So I said to the third child, I will wait outside the door. You can put the child to sleep first, and then we can talk.
I waited outside the door for about twenty minutes before the third child came out. At this time, it was already past 12 o'clock, which is the second half of midnight. Generally speaking, wakes in rural areas only count after midnight, so most of the people at the funeral have left, and the rest are close relatives and friends. Look It looked like we were going to have to watch him all night.
When the third child came out, he looked haggard and held his own arms with his hands. I couldn't tell whether he was scared or cold. She said to me, thank you little brother for today. I am in a trance now. You heard what my son said just now. He saw it in my father's funeral hall. I testified for him because I also saw it. But it was still a little different from what he saw, not as detailed as him.
I asked her, what else did you see? The third child said, I saw my son surrounded by a large group of black mist. The black mist looked like people. I couldn’t tell whether those things had the expressions my son said. Later, After my brother and the others came in, those things disappeared in an instant.
I said to the third child, that is to say, what you see intuitively tells you that they are ghosts, but because you don’t believe it, you suddenly get frightened when you see it, so you scream too, right? She shook her head and said no. Although she was scared when she saw the black mist, she didn't scream because of it.
I asked her, why are you screaming? The third child's expression showed resistance and uneasiness. She looked around, and then told me tremblingly that I saw a hole in the lid of my father's coffin.
